The heavens,
hold much,
the air,
the skies,
the stars,
wafting about,
within Without,
drifting in,
moving out,
ever growing,
ever shrinking,
a convergence of opposites,
of hyperbole and,
of excitement,
mixed feeling we have,
when we see all these things,
today it is enough,
well through much of the days,
other than what has occured,
famous, attractive and natural,
thus it is known then and well,
in spite of it soon,
all of the speech and such,
will be gladly despatched with,
elegantly, rapidly,
and done well,
reach for the heavens,
as we aim to pierce beyond it.
